That's so true.... some days I don't even remember what I had for breakfast... I mean, why? I'm going to have something really similar tomorrow and the next day... it all melts together...... and that makes time fly by so fast.... people forget what they are doing and forget their better senses... Life is like drivers on the highway, who are like sperm cells in a woman's reproductive system, they all have destinations, they all somewhere to be, but at that moment, as they drive down that highway the only thing important to them is THAT THEY BEAT THAT G____MN BLUE SUBARU! As though there is some huge egg to be fertilized at the end of the highway and they BY GOD are gonna' be the first ones to get there! Some day's I want to stick my head out the window and just yell "You're not sperm anymore!" But I'm sure that the guys with butterfly nets will not be far behind me... But so true young lady, the only guidance we have in life are those white dashed lines on the highway... We're all a bunch of sheep...... Loved your voice!

About Me

I am a walking oxymoron. I am quiet and shy, though anyone who has been around me for a while would scoff at that description. I despise being the center of attention, yet I get up in front of a classroom full of students and perform daily. Logic rules my world, but my creative half occasionally stages an uprise.